A copy of Ramblings

You open a simple book entitled, "A copy of Ramblings" to the bookmark, on page 1, and begin reading.

I know the secrets all! Yes, yes I do! The temple is not what it seems.
The burning light is truly darkness, cloaked in shadow, writhed in secrecy. Do not trust the one with the darkened amulet. Truth is but a farce!
I saw her, in the white edifice, scrawling dire warnings! I did! She is in league with the foul rats, who fester and plot in the sewers below.
She must be stopped! She played poo-poo upon the heartstrings of a city.
A city that was already corrupt, a city that would continue to plummet further and further and further.
She spoke too loudly! The hooded God saw to her demise. Tortured, and left as a trophy for the lich's wants. The Ratman sees all! I am the omniscient, for the rats, before they die, tell me their secrets, and they are everywhere, and see everything.
The hooded one speaks of a gateway to a distant place, where their symbol is tortured. The rats tell me all! The gate is at the top of the dark tower, and the robed god is in league with the shadows themselves! He tortures him! Causes him to cry out in pain, and anguish, and mocks his realm. The rats tell me, they see in the darkness the hole to the other place.